“The man put his penis into The Holy Mother’s vagina,” I said, gesturing from a distance to my daughter’s genitals, “and he squirted his seed into her womb.” “That’s what I did to your face!” Diamond said brightly. Across the campsite, Lucilla failed spy cam at stifling a laugh. I glowered at her, and she buried her head in her arms to conceal her mirth. “After some time,” I continued, “The Holy Mother’s belly began to swell. Within her, she bore all the life of the world.” This part of the story was usually accompanied by a lengthy lesson of the duality of man; how we are born with both the sin of Satan and the virtue of The Holy Mother, but I didn’t feel it was relevant enough to mention. “All the life?” Diamond gasped wondrously, “She must’ve been enormous!” “She must’ve,” I agreed, laughing at my daughter’s incredulity, “and she birthed the first races, and with them, she passed on the urges the man had given her, so that life could persevere. That is why you feel as you do, Diamond; it is your body telling you to make babies.” “Can I make my own babies?” Diamond asked, reaching between her legs and trying to self-reproduce. “No, Sweetie,” I said, gently guiding her hands away from herself, “you and I have the pieces a man needs for the act, but not the organs required to plant seed.” “What?” Diamond asked. I bit my lip, trying to figure out a way to explain testicles to my daughter. “Then how did you make me?” Diamond asked before I could. “Passion was different than most women,” I said, “Passion was a spirit of The Life Giver, and not beholden to the laws of nature to create life. She just took a little bit of me, and made you.” “Oh.” Diamond said, not sounding content with the answer, but seeming to accept it. I held her head closer to my breasts, and ran my hands through her cleaned hair. “Sex is something people do in private,” I told my daughter, “it should only be done with people you care about, as its consequences can be drastic.” “Like making a baby?” Diamond asked. “Not just making a baby,” I said, “it’s the physical expression of love, and indian sometimes, love can be very confusing. That’s why you should only have sex with people you both love and trust.” “Like you?” Diamond asked, looking up at me. I gulped. There was definitely more than innocent curiosity behind those emerald eyes. “No, Diamond,” I said carefully, “I’m your mother, and you cannot lie with those of your own blood.” “Why not?” Diamond asked, always so full of questions, not knowing or caring if they were proper. I loved her free spirit, but there were times I wished it wasn’t quite so liberal. “Because it’s wrong.” I whispered, knowing that would only bring more questions. I’d just told Diamond her seed could sire no children, so the biological ramification of incest wouldn’t dissuade her. I didn’t want to tell her that I thought the idea was disgusting. It wasn’t that I thought Diamond was disgusting, far from it; the disgust I felt was for myself. I’d seen the face my daughter made asian in the throes of lust, I’d heard the tone of amateur her soft voice, I’d witnessed the bending of her body. Diamond was innocent, Diamond was nubile, and Diamond was beautiful. So beautiful. Thankfully, Diamond was also silent. She chewed on her lip, seeming to accept the idea, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Smiling Julie turned to the guys, who had gone very quiet, and licking her lips said "OK boys its three each and I want you, you and you," pointing to each one in turn. "I...umph." Sammy opens his envelope immediately. "Get ready whore here we come. She had a natural control over her body that the other two didn't, but it also didn't indian require any extra focus or concentration on her part to perform. It would be nice to relax in the warm water for a while without the egg torturing me. “Oh, Ji-Yun, you're going to love being fucked by my brother. His hands were feeling her up – thighs, waist, stomach, breasts. Vanessa was trying to act calm and cool, but I could see the beads of perspiration dotting her forehead. Later as they lay in the bath, sitting in tandem with Beth's back pressed onto Liz's breasts, Beth sighed happily as she said, "That was fucking amazing though I think my ass will be sore for a week." “Anyone might think you were jealous.” I could do this every night for the rest of my life. I landed with a grunt, scuffing one knee and knocking myself short of breath. To her relief the windowless neighboring businesses flanked the rear parking lot, and granted some privacy from the other ends of the street. That was all the inspiration she needed. I held off for as long as I could, but it was to no avail. I soon felt a load and, grabbing her ass, shot deep inside her. He leaned forward and bent spy cam over, pulling the boxers down his legs and stepping out of them before standing upright and revealing the rock hard mass to us both. A look of comprehension came over the goddess' stunning features, and she narrowed her eyes at the man. A coin toss determined who would try the penetrating position first and Riley won. Then a little into the flirting Zhedd, that was sitting beside me placed his hand on my leg at the edge of my black mini skirt. I could love you. Before I could stop myself I hit play and cast the video from my laptop to my tv. The nerves in her vagina were sparking on all cylinders. She seemed to be looking out to sea, perhaps waiting for her lover. Eventually once his cock was hard and ready again he would take a bulb syringe filled with lube and asian shove it up my ass, filling my tight little hole with lube. While I had never done anything sexual with a man, he had more experience and considered himself bi. No, if she asked to go back, how would he investigate? Although, as we pulled into the parking lot, I turned off the car and took her hands. You know with all the 16 year olds?” As I lightly nibbled on one of her nipples, she let out a huge moan and started thrashing under me. Life sucks never had more meaning than at that moment. - ANSWER ME! When she heard me come in, she looked up, “Was I dreaming? "Nice legs... nice body... and I bet your cunt is nice and tight too." And crowning this delightful, otherworldly creature, white hair, with hints of uranian, pulled out at an angle from the angelic face it framed. Consciousness ebbed from me, coming back only to view the blurred nightscape without processing it. Lightning illuminated amateur the hellish spectacle, revealing tornadoes that touched down and lifted sporadically, probably too weak to do any damage, but that was mostly just my hope.